Hummingbird

By Deeksha Agrawal

The words of a sorceress are like seashells

that weave poetry in dreams Annihilate her,

Rebuild her she's a whisker

that dances in the wind on the tip of dunes listening intently

to footsteps of travellers

All emotions become one under the scorching heat drops of dew

that quench falcon's thirst used to be diamonds that fell from a rich man's purse

Unreachable oceans

of unfathomable depths are home to the conches that echo in desert air like tresses

they entangle sweet lullaby with motherly care

The color of moonrise drips blossom on cheeks

when a hummingbird celebrates gracefully,

artfully

arrival of that traveler who brought her smiles from a far-far land where he bartered a star to buy her light

By Deeksha Agrawal